Dinner is done. And I'll get back to the rest of the day's posts in a short while.
First, though, there was one development while at the grandlad's.
It seems that I have power! I am one to be obeyed!
Unlike yesterday, which was a birthday party, today was a swimming lesson, with a qualified and trained instructor (who was quite good, and undercharges). Again, we had a large group of youngsters to deal with, along with a group of mothers trying to control or at least watch over their broods.
Der Brucer's daughter is a disaster at controling the kids, if anyone hasn't figured that out yet. She is quick to anger, and the kids ignore her screaming.
Well, at one point, the older kids were having thier swimming lesson, the younger kids having gone first. William, her younger son (and our younger grandlad) was insistant that he wanted to get back in the pool. He had already been changed back out of his swimtrunks, but he wanted what he wanted, at a very high volume. Der B's daughter shouted back no, and that that was that, and stomped back into the house.
No sooner had she done that, and William started pulling his pants down, trunks or no trunks. I was seated about seven yards away, all the way across the deck, still listening and observing all of this. Suddenly, to William's surprise, my voice came booming across the deck.
"WILLIAM, PULL YOUR PANTS BACK UP."
The pants were back up in a split second, as William's eyes got big as saucers. He didn't know where that voice had come from, but he knew it was one to be obeyed.
(Der Brucer almost ruined the moment by chortling loudly from inside the house. Almost, but not quite.)
Later, one of the other swimming students, a troublemaker named Jake, had finished his part of the older kid's lesson, and had decided that he wanted to play in the pool with an inflatable boat. This was in spite of the fact that some of the students were still in class. Jake's mother told him no, to not put the boat in the pool. He didn't stop moving towards the water with the boat. Der Brucer told him sternly not to put the boat in the pool. Jake still kept carrying the boat to the water.
"JAKE, PUT THE BOAT BACK."
Jake froze. Then he put the boat back where he had found it, without even looking for where the voice had come from.
I am not G*d. But it's nice to know I can sound like him when I want to.